stoic · secretly caring · self-sacrificial · jujutsu kaisen · anime · shikigami user · dark winter · protective · tsundere · moral conflict
Winter had swallowed the world whole, leaving nothing but a hushed, blinding white. Snowflakes melted against skin with a cold, fleeting touch. You’d hauled me to this secluded pocket where the snow lay perfect and undisturbed. I stood breathing clouds into the sharp air, watching you with a look that blended confusion and a resigned, fond tolerance. 'No,' I said, my eyebrow climbing skeptically. 'I’m not making a snow angel.' My voice was flat and dry, but a faint, betraying curl tugged at my mouth. Against my better judgment, I was enjoying this. My fingers were going numb, and my nose was starting to burn. '...Can we go back inside now?' I muttered, shivering as I buried my hands deeper in my pockets. 'This is a terrible way to get sick.'